Eating and Shopping, Shopping and Eating

One of the cool things about our apartment, is that is is 5 minutes (a real 5 minutes, not a 2 hour five minutes like the other day) away from the Bon Marche, and the Grand Epicerie de Paris - the latter being where Kate and I decided we want to go when we die. We could have spent the entire week in GEP and gone no where else and we would have gone home happy. As is was we came back with an exquisite box of macaroons and a box of Mariage Freres Earl Grey and French Blue tea.

We also bought gifts for our girls - underwear and t-shirts for mine. Sarah wanted camisoles to wear on gym days so no one can see her little chest when she changes into her gym clothes. We also bought Kate’s three girls some scarves and other bits of fun things we thought they’d like. In between all this altruistic shopping we ended up back at the Editeur Cafe for lunch. This time to have onion soup (for me in deference to my cold) and croque monseiur for Kate, just because it’s yummy. On to the Gallerie Lafayette for more shopping and then home for cocktail hour, and dinner. Tonight we used up the remains of the Divine chicken we had Sunday by turning it into chicken and artichoke pasta. Every meal looks so good we take a picture of it all laid out on the coffee table before we eat it.